Krayzie:Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby. Fucked up--look at you faded. I am what I am as a thug in the Land, andthat's all that I am. Damn, you better come join this thugsta party. Blunt smoke up in your body. And come get high, get high.

Layzie:Let's all get lifted. Split the Swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty. Now, I've been smokin' out all day long, P.O.'d in the back ofKrayzie's Caddy. How in the world did I manage to smoke this many? About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach. Tothe brain severely blunted, and it ain't no shame off in my game. Hydroponics and Indonesia, even the stress sometimes becreeper, so pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah. Little Lay, givin' you what you need. Nothin' but the best green leaveswith a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D. [P.O.D.].

Wish:I be so high, feel high. Forgive me Lord, but I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul [soul, yeah]. Got to smoke that sticky,smelly stuff, but I just can't get enough. Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man. Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on; don'thold on, on. No, no. And if you smoke it with me, yeah. Then, I'm a smoke it with you. Y'all, we can smoke it all up. Wecan smoke and get ba-. We can smoke it all up. We can smoke and get ba-, ba-, ba-, ba-, buzzed.

Bizzy:P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat. Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically, here to believe that I get brave, andall on my way, in a daze, me puff puff on my reef. Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas. Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game.And it gets me out of all miseries. Follow the benefits, stay in place. As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray. I'llbe done, when I reach my own. Stay free; let the time go pass me by. Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d.

Krayzie:I smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah. Ooh, yeah. Get the blunts and weed. Fuck the Hennessy; let's focus on theseleaves. Reefer really relax my mind, and ask me one more time [time]. Get a split up, keep it lit up. Can you feel us? Get withus, smoke with your nigga. Somebody told me [told me], you better respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves.